And in recent news, I totally sprained the crap outta my ankle. ^_^ It totally sux0rz!1!1!
Monday I was playing volleyball in JROTC and tripped over my feet while going to hit the ball. There were some snaps, a lotta crackling, and perhaps a pop or two, but there was so much pain afterwards that I forget the details. Lo and behold my ankle ended up swelling up to about twice the size of a golfball (I have a picture, too
), and after some negotiations my brother was able to take me to the ER. It was quite funny, though; while on a field trip Thursday I had taken a picture of a lady about to cross the street who had a crutch and injured right foot (same as mine), a friend of mine was in the room next to mine with a light sprain on her left foot, and I'd had a doctor's appointment scheduled for the next day anyway.
Of course some stupid things happened too. While I was in the nurse's office at school this girl xame in and said "Oh my god! Are you alright?"
...
Yes, I do go to school with people like that. I couldn't be too mad since she ran around everywhere looking for my brother. Also the Assitant Principal wanted me to come up to the office to sign out... Yeah, when I couldn't walk. (Or maybe I could've, but no one would let me. The day after my 16th bday I had slipped on wet grass and sprained the same ankle about just as badly, but I just walked it off for weeks. It never did heal right, which is why I guess it was so bad this time.)
There was this old lady in the room with me whom I think was a victim of nursing home abuse... she was dehydrated and apparently brought in unconscious. Actually there were a lot of senior citizens in the ER... I felt pretty bad. But sadly it was kinda funny when the nurses gave her a bath... thankfully I didn't see anything due to the curtains, but my sister and I heard all too well when they had to clamp thsi special thing "down there" to gather...er, samples. XD heh heh heh.
Ah yes, my siblings! So yeah my brother had to drive me to the ER, and terrorized me the entire time, not limited to almost letting me roll into a car in the parking lot (he had placed me in a wheelchair), poking me when I couldn't reach him to hit him back, continuosly asking me for 20 cents when he knew I didn't have any money on me, and worst of all, when the lady who gathered my insurance info (courtesy of my mom via my brother's cell phone) told me to "take a seat over there", he just HAd to say "She's already taking a seat!"
Gah, bastard.
Anyway eventually my sister arrived with my niece of course, and Teh Piglet was actually very calm for the most part, but she had just woken up. She was curious about my wheelchair, but surprised us all when she rose her arms and walked over to this girl about my sister's age to be picked up. She even had the nerve to behave! Little traitor.
The doctor who examined my leg (who happened to be a woman so young I was worried I was being punked or something) told me I just had a really nasty sprain, as indicated by the xrays. They gave me this funky ice-pack (as no one had bothered to while I was in the waiting room) and soon had me splinted and wheeled outta there. I just chilled at home the rest of the day and eventually passed out from T3 (Tylenol 3, which have got to be the MOST extreme pain killers I've ever taken!!). I wasn't in any pain, really.
What's most surprising is that my mom came back because of this. Well, she was scared to death because the school nurse and I had problems getting ahold of my mom and/or sister, and the message my mom received was something along the lines of "Your daughter was injured at school and is going to the ER." I can imagine mom was all "z0mgonoes!!11!1!!" though I was had been smiling goofily while the nurse made the message. Anyway the incident happened at 9:15 AM and my mom was home at about 4 or 5 that afternoon.
She crooned and she babied me (when she wasn't catering to Teh Piglet) and the next day got actual groceries for my siblings and I (yayzorz real food!). I was really surprised she came down for two days for just a sprained ankle, but I'm sure mom was glad to be here and would do it again in a heart beat. After all... she won't be seeing much of us. She was supposed to have been home for good already, but her orders don't end until May 5 (maybe? ...hey, Cinco de Mayo!) and she gets new ones later in May for another year. So no college for me this year...
I'm hoping she'll at least get separated from her bastard husband with the little time she has.
Anyway, I'm okay, just really uncomfortable. The crutches aren't so bad, and I'm getting a pretty hardcore workout from them. Heh, maybe I'll even be able to do that uber cool chest-flex thingie like Armstrong! It just annoys me to not be able to do simple things like open most doors and go up and down stairs and carry my stuff through school. And everyone keeps calling me Hop-Along! Gah!
But at least I don't have to worry much over the crowds (at school). ^_^ I think I'll be walking by tomorrow with the help of this brace my mom happened to have when she injured her foot.
So, my dA fans, for news that you'll care about (lol), the skecthes I've been working on are sorta fashion based. Out of the blue I found myself playing and getting immersed into Guilty Gear (I'll most likely finish up KH2 after seeing AC), so I've been working on a punk Korean chick character (actually another older concept from about two years ago). I know I do this often, but I really like seeing how I can match up to creative character designs (from KH to Digimon and so on), and Daisuke Ishiwatari has got to be my toughest opponent yet. I won't be beated!!
(...yeah, I will.)
zOMG!!11!
And if anyone has to complain about them, why don't they just write a story? That's what I do; of course it doesn't change the canon, but it makes me happy.
"Hey!! What about me?!"
Hmm... I think the club is dying... 
Maybe I'll post the sketch I made of Riku's ER costume- I had to almost totally redesign it.
